The guy was kicked onto the floor and fell on his back, stunned for a moment. Then, a fat man came up, staggering with three steps, followed by a group of thugs. The fat man was not very old, with a face full of flesh, and he was dressed very richly, but the clothes seemed a little tight, or the fabric could not keep up with his fatness?
As soon as the man went upstairs, the diners around him threw down their bowls, chopsticks and silverware, got up and ran away, seeing the fat man as if he were the god of plague.
Ethan Zhan was eating happily while holding his bowl of rice. He looked at the waiter who had fallen to the ground and said to him, "Hey, give me some rice vinegar. I want rice vinegar, not aged vinegar."
Oliver Bai heard it clearly, and he smiled secretly while holding the cup, and said to the waiter, "Hey, give me a plate of aged vinegar. I want aged vinegar instead of rice vinegar."
Ethan Zhan was chewing a piece of duck meat and glanced at Oliver Bai.
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